But even though EDM’s brief pop-cultural dominance has faded, there are still artists making maximalist music that’s perfect for corporate raves and streaming algorithms alike. This would be happening whether or not EDM ever reached its apex of public awareness (after all, Tiësto had a career way before your parents became aware of furry boots), but the difference between today’s mainstream dance music and the genre's pop breakthroughs of decades past is that the rising stars of the moment take their inspiration primarily from modern-day EDM titans—a profit-oriented subgenre of dance music feeding off itself instead of building on dance's already rich history.

Perhaps the most visible artist in EDM’s smaller second wave has been Marshmello—which is ironic, since he performs and makes public appearances with a marshmallow mask on his head, much like the frequently irascible, mouse-head-wearing progressive-house producer Deadmau5 (who has since acknowledged the similarities in approach in his own confrontational way). Similar to Skrillex, Marshmello—whose true identity is alleged to be the 26-year-old Philly resident Chris Comstock—plays fast and loose with his sound, spanning bass-heavy trap and piano-line trance (sometimes in the same song). Not unlike Garrix, Oliver Heldens, and tons more EDM once-hopefuls, he’s got that One Killer Track, 2016’s “Alone,” a towering anthem that he’s yet to replicate in terms of quality (although he’s subsequently had higher-charting songsbolstered by star-wattage guest singers).

Artists trafficking in EDM have typically been averse to the album format, but Marshmello’s two Joytime releases aren’t exactly albums. Think of them more as collections of DJ tools—packages of cuts tailor-made for setlists and remix fodder alike. The first Joytime was released in 2016, and the second one arrived this month alongside a “Fortnite” streaming session with gamer-of-fame Ninja. Marshmello’s not typically averse to digital cult-of-ubiquity gimmicks (have you seen his cooking show?), but his gaming association makes some sense beyond mere trend-riding: From the synth fanfare of “Stars” to the slick sugar-rush grooves of “Imagine,” Joytime II sounds colorful, aggressive, and relentless, like dropping into Dusty Depot right as the comet hits.

Marshmello does show some stylistic evolution on Joytime II—specifically, towards emo. It’s a development that might seem surprising on its face, but less so after considering “Spotlight,” his collaboration with late emo-rap vanguard Lil Peep that came out late last year following Peep’s passing. “Rooftops” centers on Marshmello’s histrionic vocal line, which is easily identifiable to anyone with a passing familiarity in 2000s mall-centric emo, while the relatively downcast “Paralyzed”—which opens with dark synths dripping over his flatly delivered vocal take—seemingly attempts to replicate the aching approach that Peep popularized during his brief ascent.

Unfortunately, both tracks ultimately scan as far too generic to signify any sort of real artistic growth, an issue that extends to Joytime II as a whole. Its most intense and melodically toothsome moments—the stomping fanfare of “Check This Out,” the loopy melodies and buzzsaw rhythms of “Together”—are reminiscent of Glasgow maximalist Rustie and his peers (including Hudson Mohawke and Lunice’s TNGHT project, which Marshmello and a host of trap-adjacent producers owe a decent part of their careers to). When Rustie came to prominence with his brilliant 2011 debut, Glass Swords—to say nothing of his epochal contribution to BBC 1’s Essential Mix series the following year—his digital-excess approach felt like something new and sorely needed, coming off of the pared-back bass music that dominated electronic music in the early 2010s. On Joytime II, Marshmello takes what’s come before him does little more than simply add more—a pile of garish and unmemorable synth-slop that’s as charmless as the mask atop his head.